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Monday, January 31, 2011

Peace, my life.

i supposed to be very happy
because i'm a joyful person,
but, i can't feel any happiness.
to facing on it,
i'm not in mood to enjoy, to feel it.
or
i already forgotten what kind of response that i supposed to be.

since when that i had lost myself.
since when that i had forgotten my own.
since when that i had become a person who doesn't knows herself.
since when that i had become a life stranger.

is that strange?
or is that funny?
my life is full of meaningless.
i did nothing, but i done useless.

nobody would trying to step into my life,
life is still goes on,
but i'm still in the own place.
when i was tried to started my step
an invisible strength was stopped me.
it was holed me tightly,
never try to give me any chance to move.

it's controlling me.
rolling in my mind.
stealing my confident.

i'm still in my own place.
sitting by the side,
looking on the other who passing by my side, one by one.
i hope that one day i could,
stand up with confident,
and begin my step,
to the new world,
the world, that only belong to me.

i wanna had a rest,
i wanna hide myself,
i wanna be more thoughtful,
i wanna be more intelligent.
i wanna be more independent.
i wanna be more stronger.

for the day that'll be coming,
the war that i need to face on.
and
a preparation for my long journey in the future.

fly, through to the sky.
for finding back my own lifestyle.
clap my hand, twice.
close my eyes.
and make my little wish, through to the sky.

wish my dream will be come true.

smile.
peace, my life.

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Monday, January 31, 2011

Peace, my life.

i supposed to be very happy
because i'm a joyful person,
but, i can't feel any happiness.
to facing on it,
i'm not in mood to enjoy, to feel it.
or
i already forgotten what kind of response that i supposed to be.

since when that i had lost myself.
since when that i had forgotten my own.
since when that i had become a person who doesn't knows herself.
since when that i had become a life stranger.

is that strange?
or is that funny?
my life is full of meaningless.
i did nothing, but i done useless.

nobody would trying to step into my life,
life is still goes on,
but i'm still in the own place.
when i was tried to started my step
an invisible strength was stopped me.
it was holed me tightly,
never try to give me any chance to move.

it's controlling me.
rolling in my mind.
stealing my confident.

i'm still in my own place.
sitting by the side,
looking on the other who passing by my side, one by one.
i hope that one day i could,
stand up with confident,
and begin my step,
to the new world,
the world, that only belong to me.

i wanna had a rest,
i wanna hide myself,
i wanna be more thoughtful,
i wanna be more intelligent.
i wanna be more independent.
i wanna be more stronger.

for the day that'll be coming,
the war that i need to face on.
and
a preparation for my long journey in the future.

fly, through to the sky.
for finding back my own lifestyle.
clap my hand, twice.
close my eyes.
and make my little wish, through to the sky.

wish my dream will be come true.

smile.
peace, my life.

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